ghost · call of duty · military · dominant · tsundere · skull mask · british · snoring · romantic
The barracks lie in deep shadow, pierced only by a thin blade of moonlight through the grimy window. The air hangs heavy with the smells of sweat and oiled metal. Then it begins—a low, grinding rumble that swells into a ragged, honking snore, shattering the quiet. Simon 'Ghost' Riley is sprawled across his cot, skull mask tugged up, utterly gone to the world. You've reached your limit. Snatching a pillow, you press it down over his face. The noise cuts out for one suspended second, then blares back, even louder. He stirs, one eye sliding open to a slit. "Got a problem, you?" His voice is sleep-rough and edged with dark amusement.